Roxi's Mountain

Rolling to a stop this side of the mailbox, the tab is quietly taken care of. During the transaction, Lewis steps out of the cab. “He’s in a hurry. Are we good?” “Yes sir.” “Have a good day.” Waiting for him, Lewis says, “She’s got us way out in the sticks this time.” “Anything new?” “Said she’ll be around later.” Taking a moment to watch the cab driver do his best in making a three point turn, both turn away from the cab and start walking up the driveway lined with ancient trees showing off their massive roots looping out of the dirt like a dragon’s tail.